Take, the pictures, Off the wall.
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erase the thoughts, forget them all.
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The choice is yours, to save yourself,
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Or in the hands of someone else.
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Ahhh,
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Ahhh.
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Ahhh,
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Ahhh.
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Broken thoughts, and alibis.
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Conscience dissapears in time.
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The voice is all that I can show,
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That all i have is a soul.
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Ahhh,
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Ahhh.
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Ahhh,
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Ahhh.
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Yeah!
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You're set up to failure
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A dead-beat on parade
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With a foot in the gutter
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And the other in the grave
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You've cursed your silver spoon so black
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So die
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Well what can I say?
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Guess it's obvious you would end up this way,
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When you live amongst the dead.
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The best of luck,
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As the one and only resident scumfuk.
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A victim or just a tragedy?
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I hear you talk.
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but I don't hear you speak.
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You don't make sense,
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your mind is incomplete.
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I can't believe all the things that you say.
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You just can't get enough.
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We'll all be waiting here just for the day.
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Guess your time is up.
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Well what can I say?
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Guess it's obvious you would end up this way,
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When you live amongst the dead.
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The best of luck,
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As the one and only, resident scumfuk.
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A victim or, just a tragedy?
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All that I need, is time for me to breathe.
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Dream little dreams, that only I believe.
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Now that I see, beyond the light.
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I know I'll be, I'll be alright.
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Skumfuk
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| Sum 41 |
